Hark, wanderers of the dark season. The veil thins as we embark on our pilgrimage in December’s hold. The Winter Solstice beckons from the page. From that ancient threshold where shadows stretch their longest fingers and daylight shrinks to a whisper, there is pause. Feel this cosmic inhale, this sacred space between worlds, as night cradles us in her obsidian arms before reluctantly loosening her grip.

If you’re here, the clock’s already ticking. You might be stuck somewhere inside a line break or lost, adrift, between the edges of the page. Maybe you’re stalling, poking at fragments or worrying over the white space that keeps growing sideways. Stop. Before you spiral into the abyss of the blank screen, I’m going to hand you the sharpest trick I know: straight from the Word Witch’s Desk—a thing called “The Canary Method.” It’s saved me more times than I can count. I wrote a poem about it in my first-ever chapbook I published with Noble Swine Press.

Lurking in the shadows of your unfinished manuscript, I can summon clarity from chaos with a precise directive that works every bit of your magic.

From my moss-covered cottage window in the wild and weary Sellwood Forest in Portland, Oregon, I conjure clarity from chaos and transmute rough drafts into literary gold. Whether your manuscript needs a gentle blessing or a complete exorcism, my cauldron of precise editorial services await: